We adopted an amazing little black lab from your shelter almost 12 years ago after the tornado. You had him named Toby but for some reason he would only come to the name Billy...so that was that. Billy had many happy years and we were so blessed to have him. He was a duck chaser, but would never hurt them, he would let a bunny crawl on his back, he LOVED Frosty Paws doggie ice cream and always slept in bed with us. When Billy got cancer we fixed a way so he could still get up there with us. Billy had surgery for his cancer on his hip. He got through it like a trooper and we had another 2 years with him before the cancer won. He died at our cabin in Minocqua a month ago, his favorite place in the world. He was such a sweet boy, so many people have sent cards because, well...Billy was so special. He was loved and loved so many. He was a gift. Our hearts are broken and the house is empty. But we are greatful to you for him. We will never be the same. In a good way. Our love, our boy, our Billy!
